April 22nd, 2002

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My future

Julie and I have discovered that we are going to die alone. Well, not completely alone. We'll have each other. We are going to end up living alone together (alone without male companionship) in a little house with only our dogs and fish to keep us company. And we're gonna be old maid marm schoolteachers till the day we die. And that is our life. Kinda pathetic, isn't it?
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Note to all my friends...

So it's happening again...
I know it's near the end of the schoolyear, but I am starting to again NOT DO ANYTHING and stay up really late chatting about usually nothing in particular. While I do enjoy talking to those people I end up talking to, I NEED to buckle down and finish up this year on good terms. So here is what I would like to request of all my friends, in particular the ones online...

1. Lisa has a new bedtime, unless she is working on HOMEWORK AND ONLY HOMEWORK...and that is one o'clock. She has IMPORTANT reasons to get up at 7 or 730 each morning and she needs to go to bed early enought to physically be able to do that.

2. In accordance to rule #1, Lisa is not allowed to be doing ANYTHING online after one o'clock. If you find that she is, YELL AT HER and threaten her. The threats might be different depending on who you are, but some examples could include, "You will not get to see me this summer," "I will not let you take advantage of me this summer," "I will see you every day this summer." Other threats may work as well, as said before, depending on who you are.

3. If you are chatting with Lisa when one o'clock rolls around, END THE CONVERSATION. I know that she is a wonderful person and incredibly witty, but please just tell her for the sake of her own health that she's not, so that she will stop talking to you. Thank you.

I apologize to those who this really affects; namely the people that I specifically talk to only after one o'clock in the morning, but I can't do this anymore. (Bud, you are the main person that applies to, I sad, but what can I do?)

By the way, on the weekends the above rules do not apply, so long as Lisa gets whatever she needs to get done done.
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The answers are...

"That's classified information. I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you." ~Tom Cruise, Pete "Maverick" MItchell in Top Gun
"I'd rather have thirty minutes of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special." ~Julia Roberts, Shelby, Steel Magnolias
"It's good to be the king." ~Mel Brooks, King Louis XVI, History of the World Part One
"I'm being marked down? I've been kidnapped by KMart!" ~Bette Midler, Barbara Stone, Ruthless People

And the award goes to...Brett for being the closest, although I should probably have been more specific on the first one. But nobody followed the rules exaclty anyway (character, actor, and movie) so nobody was dead-on-balls accurate. (It's an industry term).
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BIG HUGE SMILE ON MY FACE

The silliest things can sometimes be so cool. So I'm sitting here in the computer lab, supposed to be working on my paper, and I go to save it (that means I have the title typed, for all who may care) and what do I find but two AIM conversations that I saved on my personal drive in the computer lab...one that I had already emailed to myself, but the other that I hadn't read since I typed it, I think, back in December. I usually save conversations that are very fun, or very serious/important, or where someone says something quotable. I only have about 10 from the whole year. And this one turned out to be one that was very fun, and it really made me smile. It was very cool. I love when that kind of thing happens.
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tear, sob, cry

So I no longer have a cell phone, it got turned off today. That's okay, when I get back to Michigan I'll get another, this time it might actually be mine, egads. (I might start saying that now, help me!) But anyway, I really have to write this paper so I'm gonna stop checking LJ every five minutes (yeah, right! ha ha ha ha ha, I really should be a comedian, wait, no, I like myself without the rotten vegetable stains)

On a rather humorous note, I'm presenting an award this Saturday for the Arties (Concordia's Oscars equivalent) and guess what it is...Best Singer...ha ha ha. I told my copresenter, Lindsay, that we could play off the fact that I can't sing for the life of me. That might be fun. I just thought that was ironic enough to be worth mentioning.

Have a nice night everyone.
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I LOVE Poetry...

Alone
The lilies clustered fair and tall;
I stood outside the garden wall;
I saw her light robe glimmering through
The fragrant evening's dusk and dew.

She stopped above the lilies pale;
Up the clear east the moon did sail;
I saw her bend her lovely head
O'er her rich roses blushing red.

Her slender hand the flowers caressed,
Her touch the unconscious blossoms blessed;
The rose against her perfumes palm
Leaned its soft cheek in blissful calm.

I would have given my soul to be
That rose she touched so tenderly!
I stood alone, outside the gate,
And knew that life was desolate.
~Celia Thaxter



i carry your heart
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secert nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
~e. e. cummings



Debt
My debt to you, Belovéd,
Is one I cannot pay
In any coin of any realm
On any reckoning day;

For where is he shall figure
The debt, when all is said,
To one who makes you dream again
When all the dreams were dead?

Or where is the appraiser
Who shall the claim compute,
Of one who makes you sing again
When all the songs were mute?
~Jesse Rittenhouse
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